Glasses Poems - Poems about Glasses

...Wandering alone with a heart that’s aching evidence The fences you’re always sitting on, more numerous than my internal injustices Not that I can really talk Choking on all my hypocrisies An......Read the rest...

... I'm just a sweet, old grandpa cat, and now I love to stay inside. When I was young, I never sat; out in the fields, I'd hunt and hide. My family that cares for me has shown me how t......Read the rest...

... In the shadows they lurk and in the light of the moon they hide, clock strikes 12 and in caves they dwell the streets they play scratching upon the graves. These ghastly ghouls or monsters do not......Read the rest...

...Dear, get me a cocktail, ... those fruity ones, Me with no glasses, ... No miss, errs or runs, saluting sounds of conscience smoking fumes are obnoxious he strayed, two sunbathed girls, "Dears, i......Read the rest...

...I hear a sound, drum in my ear. Of crystal droplets, from streaming tears. A distant murmur, or a hissing sound. A weeping mourner, a heavy pound. A sudden splash, or a humming ring, whe......Read the rest...

... I wake at the ascension of a golden dawn to meditate on early morning's mystique To the amber shoreline, I'm always drawn It's serenity and tranquility that I seek How calm the lake's water w......Read the rest...

... This ship here is sinking, To the murky depths below, It's got me worried sick and thinking, About life imitating an art show. Wonders lie in abscess, Hell the unimaginable, Pain is the r......Read the rest...

...Look at you! Naturally processed from pieces of broken bottles, glassware or things breakable to frosted glasses with round edges. Distinctive creation that could take from two decades to probably ......Read the rest...

...Gone I’m hurting deep inside, Heart shattered And the pain so hard to hide. All that mattered Like stories in the sand Taken with the tide. Yes my ego is battered But I know these bruises ......Read the rest...

...The world is a child growing up Demands much, asks for too much. It could be a fragment of one's character Or a pinch of value, yet a burden thereafter. As a distributor, meeting the demand......Read the rest...

...Oscar and I Today, I drove to Faro, In the Algarve I wanted to eat a tunny steak at a café I used to go fifteen years ago The place had gone upmarket, as had  prices The server remembered me,......Read the rest...

...In the heart of fallen forests we stand, an ocean of shadows slides beneath us, leaves of light, threads of dusty time, and in that dense silence, an old murmur begins to tell the tale of our for......Read the rest...

...Walking along the beach's sandy shore, I witnessed the ocean's mighty roar. Sea weeds with seashells and sea glass, a tangled mess, Hiding a treasure, a glass bottle's caress. Within its c......Read the rest...

...If he who does not know kept silent, discord would cease. ~ Socrates Squabbling with words; spats in opposition can br......Read the rest...

... ~ Swirling, Sweetness of Poetry ~ Just think, it’s the start of a shining, dewy today! There is magic in your fingers, so write without delay. In this world, we, with cotton- ......Read the rest...